"As I was bent over one of the desks in the front row, I could see his reflection in a narrow wall mirror, his face flushed and still wearing his collar. 'You young boys all need a lesson in obedience,' he gasped. 'You need the devil thrust out of you,' he'd say with every thrust of his own. All of that, even the pain, seems blurry to me now. The thing I remember vividly was the color of his eyes. They looked yellow, like an evil light shined behind them. That's why I asked you, Andrew, whether you believed in all this demon stuff. From that day on I sure did. That's what drew me to the group in the first place."
"If you truly want to destroy your enemy," Farley observed, "you infiltrate his camp and you undermine him from within."
"I still can't see how somebody like this could pass the
